Debra Ginsberg > Quotes

“Through the blur, I wondered if I was alone or if other parents felt the same way I did - that everything involving our children was painful in some way. The emotions, whether they were joy, sorrow, love or pride, were so deep and sharp that in the end they left you raw, exposed and yes, in pain. The human heart was not designed to beat outside the human body and yet, each child represented just that - a parent's heart bared, beating forever outside its chest.”
― Debra Ginsberg

“There is something about the aroma of fresh books that's totally intoxicating. A new book has a certain clean, crisp smell full of promise that is difficult to define. Sort of like the scent and feeling of just-washed bed linens at the moment you slide your legs between them.”
― Debra Ginsberg, Blind Submission

“One never really knew what went on inside the hearts of other people, even those hearts you thought you knew as well as your own.”
― Debra Ginsberg, The Neighbors Are Watching

“It would almost be easier to have woken up and found that everything about her life was a lie, instead of just this one awful truth.”
― Debra Ginsberg, The Neighbors Are Watching

“Reading was only part of the thrill that a book represented. I got a dizzy pleasure from the weight and feel of a new book in my hand, a sensual delight from the smell and crispness of the pages. I loved the smoothness and bright colors of their jackets. For me, a stacked, unread pyramid of books was one of the sexiest architectural designs there was, because what I loved most about books was their promise, the anticipation of what lay between the covers, waiting to be found.”
― Debra Ginsberg, Blind Submission

“like sisters everywhere. With personalities shaped by birth order, we are the keepers of each other’s secrets and protectors of each other’s childhood memories. We are givers and receivers of female wisdom and are constantly learning from each other.”
― Debra Ginsberg, About My Sisters

“Through the blur, I wondered if I was alone or if other parents felt the same way I did - that everything involving our children was painful in some way. The emotions, whether they were joy, sorrow, love or pride, were so deep and sharp that in the end they left you raw, exposed and yes, in pain. The human heart was not designed to beat outside the human body and yet, each child represented just that - a parent's heart bared, beating forever outside its chest.”
― Debra Ginsberg

“In my experience, I've noticed that waiting on tables is one of two things that almost everyone thinks they can do. The other is writing. Perhaps it's no accident that there is only one letter of difference between waiter and writer.”
― Debra Ginsberg, Waiting: The True Confessions of a Waitress

“But Allison always finished what she started. It was both a saving grace and a tragic flaw.”
― Debra Ginsberg, The Neighbors Are Watching

“Hey, stronzo, che cazzo fai?" Mario demands.”
― Debra Ginsberg, Waiting: The True Confessions of a Waitress

“Belinda was able to carry the most complicated orders for six or seven tables in her head without ever forgetting an item. She also knew instinctively what her customers would order before they did. Her predictions became something of a parlor trick for a while, in fact. Beyond such obvious attributes, however, Belinda was able to morph both her personality and her looks to suit whoever she was waiting on. For example, I'd watch her waiting on a group of young women and she'd appear reserved and fresh faced. Her conversation with them would be friendly but impersonal, never threatening. For couples, she'd become sophisticated, knowledgeable, and attractive. When waiting on men, she became girlishly flirtatious and subtly sexy. Were it not for her obvious sincerity at the table, Belinda would have merely been a good actress. But I don't believe that Belinda herself was aware of her transformations, and that detachment was part of the reason she made more money and received more compliments on her service than any of her coworkers.”
― Debra Ginsberg, Waiting: The True Confessions of a Waitress

“(even though, technically, Karanuk’s previous publisher was supposed to get an exclusive”
― Debra Ginsberg, Blind Submission

“or two, but his silence felt heavier and more demanding than his “suggestion” that”
― Debra Ginsberg, Blind Submission

“cannot afford to sit”
― Debra Ginsberg, Blind Submission

“good,” I said, “but why can’t a great-looking, successful guy open up to me, too?”
― Debra Ginsberg, Blind Submission

“anticipation and pulled out its items one by one. Everything was packed with great care, which was”
― Debra Ginsberg, Blind Submission